3 Poems by John H. Sime

FOG

Fog chokes the river
Which freezes at bitter cold Midnight--
So dramatic is the water's agony,
In the act of freezing,
That half the valley must be
Filled with fog, as by sobs in a church.


BUZZARD DANCE IN THE SKY

Meditate upon one piece
Of soothing blue sky
Where graceful buzzards
Wheel, spiral, and fly.
Watch them carefully
Shift their artful dance
Back and forth, up and down
Like a Turkish dervish trance.


BIRD NOTES DANCE

Birds composing notes
On power lines above
Square dance off at gunshot.


Bionote

John H. Sime: born 1952, Viroqua, Wis.; graduated in Comparative Literature BA/MA from University of Wisconsin-Madison 74/76; served U.S. Peace Corps in Mali, West Africa 76-78; funeral director in Western Wisconsin; published in Kickapoo Free Press, Wisconsin Poets Calendar, Verse Wisconsin,  Howling Mantra, Hummingbird, Lake City Lights,  Poetry Motel, American Funeral Director, Ocooch Mountain News, Les cacahuètes de Bamako .